Well this morning my oldest woke up with a "Mommy I'm sick". And then the youngest came out of bed with booger fangs. Well of course I did my typical mom panic, oh dear what now? But so far it's not hideous illness, and I do feel bad for the little boogers, and trust me I DON'T WANT IT.
I did an 8 mile treadmill run on Saturday, I have been busting my butt at the gym. The workouts have morphed in to these beastly one hour sweats. I am in my house with tennis shoes on because my feet hurt on the ceramic tile. I am over doing it even at just 5 days a week. The reason I know, aside from my normal 'poor baby' mom with the kids illness, I was glad to have a reason to rest. Yes ridiculous. In fact my throat hurts a little and I'm not going to mentally implode at all. It's okay I just hope we get through it all quick and safe.( Big change from last year all I did was whine about the kids getting bugs and not being able to do enough.)
And since I changed my calories to 1200 a day I lost 1 pound and then I started getting super hungry, I ate back all my exercise calories and yesterday I cheated. I had a milkshake. I do go over once a week on purpose but it felt like a deep down need. It's because 1200 calories is not enough. I will confess to eating sport beans in the locker room at the gym because I was seeing blobs, or felt shaky. I was probably in starvation mode. I don't want anyone to worry I knew it was stupid and I will not last long on stupidity. Also probably why I'm not fighting the kiddie crud this time.
When I do wear my nifty little fitness monitor It says I am burning around 700 calories just walking around and that's without the exercise. I set my diet settings to loose 1.5 pounds a week and it gave me 1400 calories. Now that I can do, in fact I can shoot for less but when this monster is starving I get dirty diet cheating thoughts because I am never satisfied.
I am still keeping up with everything, but I am keeping up at a pace that will ensure I am still successful. Slips don't do anything for progress. 20 to go.
I am still on schedule for the marathon. I am not sure how the training will affect everything. I remain optimistic.
weight still 175.4 I haven't gotten my measuring tape out in weeks, I must find time for that. But for now it's Disney movies, Popsicles, and Clorox wipes for this momma today.
Onward Friends.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
I don't know what my problem is
Well I just can't bring myself to measure this week, I feel kinda icky. I mean I am not gaining, I lost a pound even, but for some reason I don't want to know. I am getting annoyed by the routine. anyways. 20lbs to go. 175.4.
Things I noticed this week:
1. Its a bad idea to decide you have to pee after you put a gu in your mouth. It takes about 5 minutes for the flavor and sugar to get out of your mouth, so you are technically still eating a while after you swallow. Going into a porta-john for a nordic peepee is gross, let a lone with a faint taste of vanilla in your mouth. Its almost taking a bite of porta-potty if you will.
2. People are awful proud of themselves. For no reason, yet I can't take a complement to save my life.
3. Certain running clothes are just for running. I got new duds for the gym and for warmer running and wore the running capris to the gym for a combat class, they scooted all over the place, left me constantly adjusting myself. The moving comfort capris and awesome for running, for round house kicks they do the shimmy.
4. Somethings need to be said.
5. When you are prepared for something be prepared for it to not happen right away.
6. It drives me absolutely insane that I have been going to my gym for 2 years this the third year and I see the same people EVERY TIME and we aren't even on a name basis. I don't want to talk all day long, I don't want to know your business but I don't want to stare at you for hours a day the gym and not know you are Tom, or Frank, or Millicent.
7. I miss the great outdoors, I miss the road, and I am sick sick sick of the treadmill.
8. When your diet is in a healthy place and you are loosing you fart ALOT. To my coworkers, I don't like to be alone but you want me to be! Again, can't wait to be outside to run.
9. It is not easy to keep aquarium fish alive. We have gone from 8 to 1. We call him the Lone Ranger.
10. I am so ready for a race. I miss it. I got one coming up and I'm getting ready.
I am sore today, getting a massage. For the newb readers, it's not a super zen special. It's a dude inflicting pain to benefit my running. It's painful I have cried during one before, it takes pain to cure pain though and it is why I put it off!!!!
Song I've been running with lately I'm not super proud of:
The Bitch Went Nuts, Ben Folds
(it's um explicit, but fun)
Things I noticed this week:
1. Its a bad idea to decide you have to pee after you put a gu in your mouth. It takes about 5 minutes for the flavor and sugar to get out of your mouth, so you are technically still eating a while after you swallow. Going into a porta-john for a nordic peepee is gross, let a lone with a faint taste of vanilla in your mouth. Its almost taking a bite of porta-potty if you will.
2. People are awful proud of themselves. For no reason, yet I can't take a complement to save my life.
3. Certain running clothes are just for running. I got new duds for the gym and for warmer running and wore the running capris to the gym for a combat class, they scooted all over the place, left me constantly adjusting myself. The moving comfort capris and awesome for running, for round house kicks they do the shimmy.
4. Somethings need to be said.
5. When you are prepared for something be prepared for it to not happen right away.
6. It drives me absolutely insane that I have been going to my gym for 2 years this the third year and I see the same people EVERY TIME and we aren't even on a name basis. I don't want to talk all day long, I don't want to know your business but I don't want to stare at you for hours a day the gym and not know you are Tom, or Frank, or Millicent.
7. I miss the great outdoors, I miss the road, and I am sick sick sick of the treadmill.
8. When your diet is in a healthy place and you are loosing you fart ALOT. To my coworkers, I don't like to be alone but you want me to be! Again, can't wait to be outside to run.
9. It is not easy to keep aquarium fish alive. We have gone from 8 to 1. We call him the Lone Ranger.
10. I am so ready for a race. I miss it. I got one coming up and I'm getting ready.
I am sore today, getting a massage. For the newb readers, it's not a super zen special. It's a dude inflicting pain to benefit my running. It's painful I have cried during one before, it takes pain to cure pain though and it is why I put it off!!!!
Song I've been running with lately I'm not super proud of:
The Bitch Went Nuts, Ben Folds
(it's um explicit, but fun)
Monday, February 20, 2012
Sunday funday
I got a chance to have the day off yesterday. Instead of doing housework that needed done we took off for the day. I haven't measured myself. I am using my fitness monitor. My steps yesterday including a 6.5mile glorious freezing out door run and a day of fun totaled 21,359 steps. I was pooped! I didn't measure. I did weigh in today 176.4. I retooled my settings on MFP this weekend, somehow I missed that, and I was eating the same calories it gave me to start. Probably why I am slowing down, now I only clear 1200 cals without exercise. I will be replacing all or most of my cals back, all the more incentive to stay at 5 days a week if I can help it. I'm not super hungry though, so I'm not worried. 21 more to go.
Attached, why my back hurts, I dragged 42+ lbs plus a purse all over station square yesterday :) I am resting today before work I'm a little sore.
Onward.
Attached, why my back hurts, I dragged 42+ lbs plus a purse all over station square yesterday :) I am resting today before work I'm a little sore.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Still here
I guess I have been not blogging much lately. This week I am frustrated with my progress. I really am busting my hump as much as I can. No one is sick in my house and I'm not injured I am hitting a workout 5 days for the last 2 weeks. And these workouts are getting faster, harder, tougher. SO this week I have gained I am 177.8, but I have a medical exuse *wink-wink*, and the measurements didn't make me feel better at all I am up 0.2 over all. So I am needless to say a little quiet this week.
For Valentines day I was given rights to buy a fitness monitor. I was going to buy a fitbit, which sounds super cool and all but it's not sweatproof. I will tell you, during body combat yesterday my shoes were squeaking on the floor like I just came in from the rain I. will. kill. it. instantly. So I kept looking I found a much cheaper on (almost a third), it really just does heart rate and cals burn. I just want to know my actual calories during workouts but it also can be used as a pedometer, and I will use it for that at work a couple times just cause I want to know just how much I walk as a nurse. I got a couple new pairs of work out pants on line last night. I was checking the measurements, I am in between a medium and a large in most things. My hips are a medium, my waist still a large- pffft. And my top is for sure a medium, my boobs have gone a.w.o.l. for real. Yesterday on my way to work out my mom said "geez you are flat chested!" Wow.
Stress abounds this week as I finalize some fine details in life. I will post all that later, it;s interesting stay tuned. I just realized its 8:17 and my preschool has school today, so now the Home Alone music starts as I get him off to school.
sweet little running jam suggestion:
Gaelic Storm, Scaliwag
For Valentines day I was given rights to buy a fitness monitor. I was going to buy a fitbit, which sounds super cool and all but it's not sweatproof. I will tell you, during body combat yesterday my shoes were squeaking on the floor like I just came in from the rain I. will. kill. it. instantly. So I kept looking I found a much cheaper on (almost a third), it really just does heart rate and cals burn. I just want to know my actual calories during workouts but it also can be used as a pedometer, and I will use it for that at work a couple times just cause I want to know just how much I walk as a nurse. I got a couple new pairs of work out pants on line last night. I was checking the measurements, I am in between a medium and a large in most things. My hips are a medium, my waist still a large- pffft. And my top is for sure a medium, my boobs have gone a.w.o.l. for real. Yesterday on my way to work out my mom said "geez you are flat chested!" Wow.
Stress abounds this week as I finalize some fine details in life. I will post all that later, it;s interesting stay tuned. I just realized its 8:17 and my preschool has school today, so now the Home Alone music starts as I get him off to school.
sweet little running jam suggestion:
Gaelic Storm, Scaliwag
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012
What the heck?
Yeah I didn't do my Sunday measurements. I am still very much at the gym getting busay. I just am trying to go with my new philosophy of shut the heck up if you really don't have anything fantastic to say. I wasn't feeling it.
Friday night I had a calorie spike snack. Us kids on Myfittnesspal.com believe in a spluge meal every once in a while to fool the body into thinking its not a diet. So a "spike meal" is tool speak. I had some chicken dip with chips, and an enormus cookie dough brownie. By the time I got home I was so sorry I ate it. My tummy hurt. So sunday morning when I went up 2 whole pounds, I knew I deserved it, and had no words. I didn't measure either due to business, earlier work, kids wanting attention, sick hubby I said screw the measuring tape this week.
This morning I am 178. That's down 3 in a day. Net 1lb loss this week. I'll take it. I'll measure next sunday.
Today I bought a size Medium top. I have no memory of EVER wearing a medium, not even in socks. So...*Tebow-ing* yeah, I'm uh REALLY impressed. Even if I hate my body, still think I am huge in my mind, I have a ladies medium top from Kmart and it feels like couture.
So the other thing that has my butt puckered lately, things are changing. My baby, who will be 3 in April is now potty trained. (ouch). And now, I'm looking to change up the work life. No more every weekend, we need time as a family as the kids grow. Its going to be the year I enroll my oldest in sports, Mommy has to be there too, and not to mention I haven't been to a party or family gathering at a normal weekend time in 3 years. So next month it changes. I am looking at sitters now. (deep burn). I will get there, accepting the situation that is, right now on the cover its positive but I am of course wrestling with letting go. This has made my workouts benefit. I am angry, sad, confused, frantic to find a sitter, you name it, I have learned to let it out at the gym or on the road and I have been. Mama is sore more days than not.
If you are wondering 23 to go....word.
Colorblind, Counting Crows
Friday night I had a calorie spike snack. Us kids on Myfittnesspal.com believe in a spluge meal every once in a while to fool the body into thinking its not a diet. So a "spike meal" is tool speak. I had some chicken dip with chips, and an enormus cookie dough brownie. By the time I got home I was so sorry I ate it. My tummy hurt. So sunday morning when I went up 2 whole pounds, I knew I deserved it, and had no words. I didn't measure either due to business, earlier work, kids wanting attention, sick hubby I said screw the measuring tape this week.
This morning I am 178. That's down 3 in a day. Net 1lb loss this week. I'll take it. I'll measure next sunday.
Today I bought a size Medium top. I have no memory of EVER wearing a medium, not even in socks. So...*Tebow-ing* yeah, I'm uh REALLY impressed. Even if I hate my body, still think I am huge in my mind, I have a ladies medium top from Kmart and it feels like couture.
So the other thing that has my butt puckered lately, things are changing. My baby, who will be 3 in April is now potty trained. (ouch). And now, I'm looking to change up the work life. No more every weekend, we need time as a family as the kids grow. Its going to be the year I enroll my oldest in sports, Mommy has to be there too, and not to mention I haven't been to a party or family gathering at a normal weekend time in 3 years. So next month it changes. I am looking at sitters now. (deep burn). I will get there, accepting the situation that is, right now on the cover its positive but I am of course wrestling with letting go. This has made my workouts benefit. I am angry, sad, confused, frantic to find a sitter, you name it, I have learned to let it out at the gym or on the road and I have been. Mama is sore more days than not.
If you are wondering 23 to go....word.
Colorblind, Counting Crows
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